Kingpin Quotes
A star bowler whose career was prematurely "cut off" hopes to ride a new prodigy to success and riches.
[Roy Munson is getting ready for his turn to bowl]
Ernie McCracken: It all comes down to this roll. Roy Munson, a man-child, with a dream to topple bowling giant Ernie McCracken. If he strikes, he's the 1979 Odor-Eaters Champion. He's got one foot in the frying pan and one in the pressure cooker. Believe me, as a bowler, I know that right about now, your bladder feels like an overstuffed vacuum cleaner bag and your butt is kinda like an about-to-explode bratwurst.
Roy: Hey. Do you mind? I wasn't talking when you were bowling.
Ernie McCracken: Was I talking out loud? Was I? Sorry. Good luck.
Ernie McCracken: It all comes down to this roll. Roy Munson, a man-child, with a dream to topple bowling giant Ernie McCracken. If he strikes, he's the 1979 Odor-Eaters Champion. He's got one foot in the frying pan and one in the pressure cooker. Believe me, as a bowler, I know that right about now, your bladder feels like an overstuffed vacuum cleaner bag and your butt is kinda like an about-to-explode bratwurst.
Roy: Hey. Do you mind? I wasn't talking when you were bowling.
Ernie McCracken: Was I talking out loud? Was I? Sorry. Good luck.
Roy: Hey, I hope you don't mind, I got up a little early, so I took the liberty of milking your cow for you. Yeah, it took a little while to get her warmed up, she sure is a stubborn one. Then, POW, all at once.
[Takes a drink from the bucket]
Mr. Boorg: We don't have a cow. We have a bull.
Roy: I'll brush my teeth.
[Takes a drink from the bucket]
Mr. Boorg: We don't have a cow. We have a bull.
Roy: I'll brush my teeth.
Landlady: [Roy is throwing up in the background after having had sex with his Landlady, to keep from being evicted. The Landlady is too satisfied to care] What is it about good sex that makes me have to crap? I guess it's all that pumpin'. Pump and dump.
[She laughs at her own jokes]
Landlady: You really jarred something loose, tiger.
[She laughs at her own jokes]
Landlady: You really jarred something loose, tiger.
Ernie McCracken: The Munson.
Roy: Big Ern. Long time.
Ernie McCracken: I'll say. Probably a year for every topping on the table. I heard a horrible rumor...
Ernie McCracken: [looks at Roy's prosthetic rubber hand] Oh, creepy! I'm sorry. You know, for the first couple years, I felt responsible. How you been otherwise?
Roy: You know, in the last 17 years, a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought about what I'd say to you if I ever ran into you again.
Ernie McCracken: I bet!
Ernie McCracken: [notices Claudia] Hello.
Roy: Big Ern. Long time.
Ernie McCracken: I'll say. Probably a year for every topping on the table. I heard a horrible rumor...
Ernie McCracken: [looks at Roy's prosthetic rubber hand] Oh, creepy! I'm sorry. You know, for the first couple years, I felt responsible. How you been otherwise?
Roy: You know, in the last 17 years, a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought about what I'd say to you if I ever ran into you again.
Ernie McCracken: I bet!
Ernie McCracken: [notices Claudia] Hello.
Ishmael: [after losing a game] Mr. Munson, you all right?
Roy: [calmly] Ish, uh, what happened in there?
Ishmael: Well, I don't know. Um, I thought I played pretty good. Uh, he's just a little better than me, that's all.
Roy: Pretty good, huh? 186.
[loses his cool]
Roy: You lost to a club player! What - that's not supposed to happen! You're carrying a 270 average!
Ishmael: Wh-wh-wh-what do you expect? I mean, you guys with your 10 frames.
Roy: [angrily] What do you mean, "you guys with your 10 frames"?
Ishmael: Well, my grandpa always taught me to bowl 15 frames. It's like I told you before, we Amish, we do everything half again as hard as you do. Ten frames.
[scoffs]
Ishmael: That's for Quakers.
Roy: [calmly] Ish, uh, what happened in there?
Ishmael: Well, I don't know. Um, I thought I played pretty good. Uh, he's just a little better than me, that's all.
Roy: Pretty good, huh? 186.
[loses his cool]
Roy: You lost to a club player! What - that's not supposed to happen! You're carrying a 270 average!
Ishmael: Wh-wh-wh-what do you expect? I mean, you guys with your 10 frames.
Roy: [angrily] What do you mean, "you guys with your 10 frames"?
Ishmael: Well, my grandpa always taught me to bowl 15 frames. It's like I told you before, we Amish, we do everything half again as hard as you do. Ten frames.
[scoffs]
Ishmael: That's for Quakers.
Roy: What about a gross of fluorescent condoms for the the novelty machine in the men's room? I mean, those are fun even when you're alone.
Lancaster Bowl Manager: Yeah.
Roy: You get it?
Lancaster Bowl Manager: [impatiently, trying to read his Asian Brides magazine] Yeah!
Roy: This is like the hula hoop of the nineties. People go nuts!
Lancaster Bowl Manager: No! Look, we don't even have a novelty machine in the men's room anymore.
Roy: And you call this a bowling alley?
Lancaster Bowl Manager: Yeah.
Roy: You get it?
Lancaster Bowl Manager: [impatiently, trying to read his Asian Brides magazine] Yeah!
Roy: This is like the hula hoop of the nineties. People go nuts!
Lancaster Bowl Manager: No! Look, we don't even have a novelty machine in the men's room anymore.
Roy: And you call this a bowling alley?
[In the parking lot, Roy has packed his car and is saying farewell to Dad and a few friends]
Roy: Can you believe this? Me, on a professional bowling tour?
Calvert Munson: It's your calling, son. One day, when people say the name Munson, they're gonna think "winner." Just like DiMaggio is to baseball or, or Unitas is to football, that's what Munson will be to bowling.
Roy: Can you believe this? Me, on a professional bowling tour?
Calvert Munson: It's your calling, son. One day, when people say the name Munson, they're gonna think "winner." Just like DiMaggio is to baseball or, or Unitas is to football, that's what Munson will be to bowling.
Ishmael: No way. Uh-huh. There's no way I can bet. It's against my religion. I was raised to *not* be a gambler. There's no way I'm going to bet.
Roy: Hey, hey, Ish. Ish! *Ish*!
Ishmael: No. No! *No* way!
Roy: Hey! Listen, you stupid banana head! You don't have to bet. I'll bet for you.
Ishmael: Oh, that's cool. I mean, what's the worst that can happen?
[Roy agrees by gesturing with his hook and then looks at it awkwardly]
Roy: Hey, hey, Ish. Ish! *Ish*!
Ishmael: No. No! *No* way!
Roy: Hey! Listen, you stupid banana head! You don't have to bet. I'll bet for you.
Ishmael: Oh, that's cool. I mean, what's the worst that can happen?
[Roy agrees by gesturing with his hook and then looks at it awkwardly]
Roy: Yeah, sure, Thomas can raise a barn, but can he pick up a 7-10 split?
Ishmael: God blessed my brother to be a good carpenter. It's okay.
Roy: Yeah, well, he blessed you, too, and I'll give you a clue what it is. It's round, it has three holes, and you stick your fingers into it.
Ishmael: [He points his finger into Roy's face] You leave Rebecca out of this, mister!
Roy: I'm talking about bowling! Your future!
Ishmael: God blessed my brother to be a good carpenter. It's okay.
Roy: Yeah, well, he blessed you, too, and I'll give you a clue what it is. It's round, it has three holes, and you stick your fingers into it.
Ishmael: [He points his finger into Roy's face] You leave Rebecca out of this, mister!
Roy: I'm talking about bowling! Your future!
[On smoking]
Ishmael: You really should try to quit, Mr. Munson. They say it's bad for your heart, your lungs. It quickens the aging process.
Roy: Is that right. Who's done more research on the subject than the good people at the American Tobacco Industry? They say it's harmless. Why would they lie? If you're dead, you can't smoke.
Ishmael: You really should try to quit, Mr. Munson. They say it's bad for your heart, your lungs. It quickens the aging process.
Roy: Is that right. Who's done more research on the subject than the good people at the American Tobacco Industry? They say it's harmless. Why would they lie? If you're dead, you can't smoke.
[First lines]
[the caption reads "Ocelot, Iowa. 1969." Roy Munson's father is fueling a car at the Munson Service Center. He calls out to the driver: ]
Calvert Munson: All set, Charlie!
Young Roy: Pa!
[Young Roy, running, trips over a very low white picket fence, breaking half a picket as he runs to his dad]
Calvert Munson: [Grinning] Whoa!
Young Roy: Hey, Pa! You got time for a game before supper?
Calvert Munson: Go get your ball. I'll meet you out back.
[Mr. Munson has installed a very small bowling lane in the back yard]
Calvert Munson: Okay, Roy, come on, I want to see some smoke on this one!
[Roy rolls a perfect strike]
Calvert Munson: Whoo! Okay!
Young Roy: Yeah!
Calvert Munson: [Mr. Munson whistles in admiration] Son, you put that in a bottle, you got something sweeter than Yoo Hoo.
[Roy rolls another perfect strike]
Calvert Munson: Whoo! Beauty!
[They take a walk, hand in hand]
Calvert Munson: You got a great gift, son. It's as if angels came down from heaven and put a blessing on your three bowling digits. You can apply everything that I've taught you about bowling to your daily life. And if you do that, you're gonna be decent, you're gonna be moral, and you're going to be a good man.
[Cut to 1979. When Roy saunters into a disco-loud bowling alley, the acknowledged king sporting a golden bowling ball, it looks as though he has forgotten his father's teachings]
[the caption reads "Ocelot, Iowa. 1969." Roy Munson's father is fueling a car at the Munson Service Center. He calls out to the driver: ]
Calvert Munson: All set, Charlie!
Young Roy: Pa!
[Young Roy, running, trips over a very low white picket fence, breaking half a picket as he runs to his dad]
Calvert Munson: [Grinning] Whoa!
Young Roy: Hey, Pa! You got time for a game before supper?
Calvert Munson: Go get your ball. I'll meet you out back.
[Mr. Munson has installed a very small bowling lane in the back yard]
Calvert Munson: Okay, Roy, come on, I want to see some smoke on this one!
[Roy rolls a perfect strike]
Calvert Munson: Whoo! Okay!
Young Roy: Yeah!
Calvert Munson: [Mr. Munson whistles in admiration] Son, you put that in a bottle, you got something sweeter than Yoo Hoo.
[Roy rolls another perfect strike]
Calvert Munson: Whoo! Beauty!
[They take a walk, hand in hand]
Calvert Munson: You got a great gift, son. It's as if angels came down from heaven and put a blessing on your three bowling digits. You can apply everything that I've taught you about bowling to your daily life. And if you do that, you're gonna be decent, you're gonna be moral, and you're going to be a good man.
[Cut to 1979. When Roy saunters into a disco-loud bowling alley, the acknowledged king sporting a golden bowling ball, it looks as though he has forgotten his father's teachings]
